Chapter 162: Vicious Fight
Yang Sen frowned, grabbed the wine bottle and poured a few big sips, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has their own way, we don't have the ability to fight and kill people in the army, like you are lucky enough to do what you like, in fact, I and Xiao Yong do the same, but when I meet a good boss, I never ask me to do anything to harm people." ”
Wu Bo asked with a stern face: "Lao Sen, what would you do if the boss asked you to do something shady one day?" ”
Yang Sen smiled bitterly: "Then I will come to the Qianjunhong Guest House to stand guard, and if I can stand for a few years, I will go back to the mountain and shave my head as a monk if I can't stand up straight." ”
Wu Bo smiled, stretched the wine bottle to Yang Sen's mouth, and said in a deep voice: "People are different, doing things like you will not violate your conscience, but Xiao Yong is different, he can do whatever it takes for money, don't talk about him, let's drink." ”
Yang Sen took two sips of the bottle in his mouth, tore a rabbit leg and put it to his mouth and gnawed, as if he had left the unpleasant things behind.
"Hahaha! How many brothers are drinking? I said you guys were too boring, and you didn't make a phone call if you had a drink. ”
A burst of laughter came from outside the courtyard gate, and then a group of people came in from outside the door, about forty or fifty of them, and the small courtyard that was not spacious was crowded at once, Ye Fei noticed that the group of people was bulging in their waists, and they were clearly carrying a guy.
At the head was a young man in a white shirt and suspenders, about thirty years old, with dark skin and a strong physique, and two buttons deliberately opened at the collar of the white shirt, revealing a large gold chain as thick as chopsticks, and a shit outburst look.
Wu Bo showed a look of anger on his face, stood up with a snort, grabbed a wine bottle and threw it at the feet of the man in suspenders, and scolded loudly: "The surname is Zhan, you are not welcome here, take your bastard and get out of Laozi." ”
The man in the overalls is the Zhan Yong he just talked about, and now he is Situ Wenchang's sworn friend, he didn't bring people here tonight to drink, but was assigned by the second young master of the Situ family to come over to deal with the aftermath, this time the matter was done to get a lot of benefits, and he did not hesitate to turn his face with his old comrades-in-arms for money.
Bang! The wine bottle blossomed at Zhan Yong's feet, glass shards scattered and splashed, and a strong smell of wine diffused in the air, masking the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
Zhan Yong squinted at Wu Bo and said lightly: "Don't be excited, Boss Wu, I'm not here to raise the bar with you today, but I just want to find a friend to talk about something, and ask Boss Wu not to have too much trouble in the past friendship." As he spoke, he glanced at Ye Fei and Yang Sen who were sitting on the side, and there was obviously a hint of warning in his eyes.
Hum! Wu Bo snorted coldly and said in a deep voice: "The surname is Zhan, I don't have any friends of yours here, don't think that no one knows how many immoral things you kid has done, I advise you, people are watching the sky, and those who do too many bad things will be punished." ”
Zhan Yong raised his two thick eyebrows, and said lightly: "Wu Bo, don't be ashamed, if you don't have something to do, it is not uncommon for Lao Tzu to come to your shitty place, and the acquaintance pretends to be a deaf and blind man, and when he finishes his work, maybe he will give you some benefits in his past friendship." ”
Yang Sen held the wine bottle in his hand, looked at Zhan Yong opposite with cold eyes, the former comrades-in-arms are now strangers and have become minions of the tiger, tonight he is mostly coming for the eldest lady of the Mo family, taking advantage of the two of them to grind their mouths, he quietly blocked his mouth with a wine bottle, lowered his voice and said: "Ye Shao, you are looking for an opportunity to call the police now." ”
Ye Fei gritted his teeth, quietly reached out and took out his mobile phone and dialed the police, but he soon found that the mobile phone had no signal and could not be connected at all, so he could only shake his head at Yang Sen.
Yang Sen's expression was dazed, he stood up with a snort, and said coldly: "Xiao Yong, we used to be good brothers who slept on the bunk beds, open the skylight and say something bright, what are you going to do tonight?" He knew that the mobile phone had no signal, it must be Zhan Yong's troublemaker, it seemed that this guy had made it clear that Mo Qingxi would not be able to return to the coast.
Zhan Yongpi said with a smile: "Brother Sen, brother, I haven't forgotten our previous relationship, I just want to talk to Miss Mo upstairs today, and leave after chatting, you don't want to make it difficult for your brother, right?" ”
Yang Sen squinted at his comrades-in-arms who had become strangers, and said lightly, "What if I don't agree?" Are you going to step on me? "He knew that tonight was inevitable and that it would be better for him to delay for a few minutes.
Ye Fei stretched out his hand and picked up the knife on the table and pinned it to the belt, his slingshot rubber band had been broken, and it was useless now, so he secretly made up his mind in his heart, he would rush to the door of the small building as fast as he could, even if it was a hard fight, he would never let this group of guys go upstairs.
Zhan Yong sneered twice, pressed his right palm on his left fist, his finger bones made a few crackling sounds, and he glanced at his subordinates behind him, and a flat-headed man immediately stepped forward and handed over a pair of fist gloves, which seemed to be made of leather, and there was a row of conical metal nails on each knuckle of each knuckle, and if the two fists hit the body, there would be ten more blood holes.
Yang Sen turned his head and lowered his voice and said, "Ye Shao, you grab a stool and rush upstairs, whoever blocks whom, be fast!" Lao Wu, you have a loud voice, tell the brothers upstairs to block the staircase, except for Ye Shao, don't let this group of little cubs break in! ”
Ye Fei grabbed a solid wood stool and ran towards the staircase, and while running, he picked up the stool in his hand vigorously, and when he saw the people blocking the road, he didn't care about Zhang San and Li Si's head and face, and in the blink of an eye, he knocked down several of them, and he was about to rush into the small building ten meters ahead.
Here, Wu Bo also shouted to Xiaolou with a loud voice: "Brothers upstairs, listen, give Lao Tzu a hard time to block the staircase......"
Zhan Yong's complexion changed suddenly, and without waiting for Wu Bo to finish shouting, he immediately jumped up and pounced, shouting loudly: "Go upstairs and do things according to the original plan!" ”
Yang Sen bent down and picked up a stool and rushed towards Zhan Yong, Wu Bo was not ambiguous, grabbed a wine bottle in each hand and rushed up, these two can no longer be described as violent, they are simply violent.
The bastards brought by Zhan Yong were all cornered before they came, and when they heard the boss's trumpet, they immediately pulled out the long and short guys they brought and pounced on Xiaolou, and a few of them were in front of Ye Fei, as the saying goes, tigers can't stand up to wolves, and the bastards have an absolute advantage in numbers.
Ye Fei slammed the stool on the shoulder of a bastard blocking the way, only to hear a popping sound, the stool was torn apart, only a wooden leg was left in his hand, and the beaten bastard fell to the ground with a cry of pain, and the red blood flowed out of his left face, and half of his ear was hung up.